Glistenin’

[Intro: Noddy North]
Noddy made that beat, bih
Yeah, yeah, ayy

[Chorus: Noddy North, JAILEYMAISON]
Back then she didn't want me but she want me now
Yeah you used to show no love, you can't come around
You's a tease but the breeze won't make me slow down
Heart is cold after all the things you told now
Now you see me on the road, I be glistenin'
Driving slow 'round the city, making dividends
On the go and I bet you couldn't picture it
Sick flow, man I swear I'm getting sick of it

[Verse 1: Noddy North, JAILEYMAISON]
Sippin' on wock, I cannot stop
Now we here with the team, been through a lot
Know how I rock, I got a Glock
Niggas flexing like they 'bout it but they not
Move like Stevie, we not in the same league
We don't match, I attack when they reach me
In the streets ain't a thing that you can teach me
She got a man, now she drop it, tryna tease me
Fresh to death but you know I ain't cuffin'
I remember back, yeah, I had nothing
Now you wanna hang (Why?) 'cause I'm stunting
I pull all these niggas card, yeah they bluffin'
I cannot cuff, ooh, came from the mud, ooh
Red dot on your head like a Hindu (Like a Hindu)
And you see I'm drippin' ice like a igloo (Ice, ice)
I had nothing now they seeing what my shit do

[Chorus: Noddy North, JAILEYMAISON]
Back then she didn't want me but she want me now
Yeah you used to show no love, you can't come around
You's a tease but the breeze won't make me slow down
Heart is cold after all the things you told now
Now you see me on the road, I be glistenin'
Driving slow 'round the city, making dividends
On the go and I bet you couldn't picture it
Sick flow, man I swear I'm getting sick of it

[Verse 2: Noddy North, JAILEYMAISON]
On the go, yeah, switch my flow, yeah
Kick a door, yeah, need some more, yeah
Life a movie if I tell you what I know, yeah
Old flow, all your shit just need to grow, yeah
Bitch I'm sick with it, I set records like Guinness
Big business, killing everything, leave no witness
City is getting cold, got Margiela's on my toes
I remember times broski working on the stove, yeah
Broski working on the stove, flipping work, they didn't know
Flashing back to old times, I had to hustle for my own
Now she wanna roll mine, better one than four dimes
Got no time to slow wine, never mind the hoe
Got that gas, yeah, that propane, gang gon' take your whole chain
I been up for four days, get to the bag, yeah both ways
And my neck be dancin' (Dancin') like it's soul train
Shooting for the stars, yeah, on a long range

[Chorus: Noddy North, JAILEYMAISON]
Back then she didn't want me but she want me now
Yeah you used to show no love, you can't come around
You's a tease but the breeze won't make me slow down
Heart is cold after all the things you told now
Now you see me on the road, I be glistenin'
Driving slow 'round the city, making dividends
On the go and I bet you couldn't picture it
Sick flow, man I swear I'm getting sick of it